Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 23,533 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

Ilya - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

you are frightened, Ilya,
small child of blue eyes
mirror of heavens provided
that
you open your eyes:
then you see
heavens and the Earth
alternating in competition
a beast with flesh of
prey still in its mouth
still bleeding with
blood dripping.....

round about the day
there rotate the divisions
of the cemetery and
the smell of burning...

you are frightened, Ilya,
small child of blue eyes
mirror of heavens provided
that
you open your eyes:
then you see
heavens and the Earth
alternating in competition.

Topic(s) of this poem: city, life, love, nature, night


Comments about Ilya by Emmanuel George Cefai

  • Daniel Brick (9/8/2015 6:42:00 PM)


    I can understand the child's fear -. I feel fear myself. The sight of an animal (beast being far more connotative) with
    its uneaten food in its bloody jaws obviously scary but why? It's just nature, red in tooth and claw, as Tennyson said. But there is no act of evil here, just the process of predation for survival. The animal doesn't kill wantonly or
    excessively. What Ilya should fear is a prejudiced neighbor intent on ethnic cleansing of what he calls MY HOMELAND (You don't belong here, kid. Scram to the U.N. Refuggee Camp!) . The evil is in the human being.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 30, 2015



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